Eminem - b**h Please Part Ii lyrics

Yeah what-up Detroit? Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't! Ah! They didn't do it again, What-what, what-what? Did you sh** on these n***as two times Dr. Dre? Oh fo' sure! Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that? This is special right here What-what, what-what-what? Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie, Yeah, you know! What's crackin' Dre? Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp sh** On Slim's sh** and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts And watch mosh pits 'til motherf**ers knock each other unconscious (Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is n***as from Crenshaw From Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these n***as again These grown-a** ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army could harm me? D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach (East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I carry it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre, But I Somehow, someway tell 'em, n***a You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg) Now let me cut these n***as up and show em where da f** I'm comin from I get the party crackin' from the sh** that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang! Damn baby girl what's your name? I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a n***a buzzed Hangin' in the club, with my nephew Eminem (Whats up Slim?) Whattup cu'? (What up Snoop?) The Great White American Hope, done hooked up With the King of the motherf**in' West coast, bay-bay! And you don't really wanna f**, with me Only n***a that I trust, is me f** around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna dance I'm the head n***a in charge, I'm watchin' you move You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave in the body bag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff b**h, please, you must have a mental disease Assume the position and get back down on your knees, come on And you don't really wanna f**, with me Only n***a that I trust, is me f** around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna dance And you don't really wanna f**, with me Only n***a that I trust, is me f** around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna dance Aw naw, big slim dog Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long Back up, in the, heezy bay-bay He's Shday! He's so crazy! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living Off of the world's misery, what in the world gives me the right To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the bird Livin' the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me I just want you all to notice me and people to see That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean So when you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on T-V Or heard the C-D usin' the f*g word so freely It's just me being me, here want me to tone it down? s** my f**in' dick, you f*got You happy now? Look here I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go) Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know) I start some sh** they throw me out the back do' (the back do') Come back and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four) And you don't really wanna f**, with me Only n***a that I trust, is me f** around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna dance And you don't really wanna f**, with me Only n***a that I trust, is me f** around and make me bust, this heat That's, the devil, they always wanna dance 2001 and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg Come on, yeah!